blues paradox

There are always too many variables in the world, so life is wonderful.

Lance wanted to scream, in fact, anyone in this free fall would scream.He opened his mouth, but he couldn't hear his own voice, and he seemed to be unable to make a sound tonight.Of course, maybe now he did call out, the voice trembling with fear or excitement, like a lost bird flying back and forth between the cliffs, but the biting cold winter wind came from his ears with a sharp and unstoppable momentum. There was nothing but a dizzying ringing in the ears.

It was a bit like the extreme sports of bungee jumping today, as Lanles described it many years later.The only difference is that the chances of surviving a fall here are about the same or less than the chances of dying from an accident while bungee jumping.

Maybe it's luck, maybe it's inevitability, anyway, anyway, Lance didn't die, when he opened his eyes, he saw a beautifully decorated room, and the winter sun that wasn't too delicate came through the big arc-shaped window It shot in obliquely, casting a few mottled shadows on the soft bed, filled with sunlight everywhere, and he could clearly see bunches of golden sunlight swirling in the air in circles. Son, very happy scene, but unexpectedly cold.

"Are you awake?"

Lance turned around suddenly, and found a handsome man standing at the door at some point.Very young, there is no smile on his face, and there is a hint of cruelty between his brows.Lance was not very clear about the current situation, so he didn't make a sound, but just quietly looked at the complicated patterns on the man's exquisite and gorgeous robe.Maybe he's a nobleman, Lance thought.

"Can you talk?" The man walked slowly to the bed and looked down at Lance.

Maybe this is just a man's habit. You know, those big nobles always like to look at those weak prey with such eyes. Lans has lived under such eyes since he was a child.It's ridiculous to say that he still can't distinguish what kind of emotion is contained in that look, sympathy, or contempt?But these are not important, anyway, they are all the same to disgust him.He wanted to reach out and push the man away, but found that his limbs were completely out of control.It's not as simple as not being able to move, but completely feeling nothing - including pain.

"You can't move now." The man saw the surprise and fear in Lance's eyes, and paused for a moment, as if hesitating how to speak, "Your bones are all broken." He finally spoke, his voice slow And firm, "However, it will be fine."

Broken bones? !Lance didn't hear the second half of the man's words. He was completely petrified by his illness, and he wanted to support himself in a panic. He wanted to use actions to refute the man's conclusion.However, he couldn't move anywhere except his neck, and he couldn't even bend his fingers in a slight arc.So he could only shake his head in horror and helplessness. It was a funny scene, like a fish thrown onto the shore.

"Listen to me, you'll be fine, trust me!" The man had to stretch out his hand to fix Lance's head, the other's long golden hair was soft and docile, making him lose his mind for a moment.Blonde hair is not special in this country, including himself with beautiful long blond hair, but no one can compare to the child below him, at least he has never met such pure and dazzling gold, which makes the world overwhelmed Pale.

Laners stared at the man on top of him for a long time, and it took a long time for his empty eyes to regain focus. He stopped struggling and nodded slowly.

"Phew!" The man breathed a sigh of relief, and gently rubbed Laners' blond hair, "That's right."

Lance dodged the man's caress without any trace, and suddenly felt that this man seemed much gentler than when he first saw it. Is it an illusion?

"My name is Luo Yi, Luo Yi Kewei, how about you?"

"Lan... I don't seem to have a last name." Lans replied in a low voice with his eyes downcast.He probably already knew the identity of the man, Lord Loy Covey, a well-known man.Laners didn't know much about high society. He had only heard of a few big families. Those people even had extremely noble surnames, such as the Kewei family in front of him.

"Really?" Luo Yi stared at Lance strangely, but said nothing more.

Maybe getting to know Luo Yi is not such a bad thing, Lance thought sadly, he seemed to be getting used to that person's breath more and more.

Leaning lazily on the back of the chair, Lans squinted his eyes slightly, and picked up a piece of snack from the delicate silver plate. The sunlight leaked through the gaps in the dense leaves, and the broken gold flowed all over the floor.A warm and leisurely afternoon is perfect for some pleasant activities - such as afternoon tea.He chewed the snacks carefully, and made comments not very seriously.

Luo Yi didn't lie to him, the bones were really healed, and healed quickly.He just felt as if he had stayed in bed for a whole winter, and when Luo Yi finally nodded and allowed him to walk out of the room, the last snow of the winter melted in the joy of rebirth.

"who are you?"

A gorgeous and proud voice sounded, Laners turned his head, and under the shade of a tree not far away, a beautiful and luxurious woman was holding a deep purple sunshade cloth umbrella, with a red feather fan fluttering on her chest, and she was carrying A probing or contemptuous look looked at him.

Lance ignored her and continued to sip tea comfortably.Maybe it was the mistress of the Cowell family, maybe it was the mistress of Roy Cowell, but none of this had anything to do with him. He was not a member of the Cowell family, and no one could restrain him.

"I'm asking you, didn't you hear me? You lowly thing!" The lady was a little annoyed, no one had ever dared to despise her like this, even Her Majesty the Queen was very kind to her, because she was Anna Covey , is the mistress of the Kewei family.

Lance still ignored it, humble thing?Laners felt that the lady's scolding was so boring that it could be said to be kind, and it was many times more elegant than what he had heard at home before.He tilted his head and looked at the noble lady curiously, seeing that she was almost trembling with anger.Perhaps, Lance thought, she would order the servants to come and beat him up, as the woman at home had done.But nothing happened, the lady just glared at him with a resentful and vicious look, then turned and walked away.Lance wondered, what's going on?

"Maybe you should go out for a walk. Staying like this is not conducive to recovery." Luo Yi walked over, and the tall figure blocked the few sunlight, covering Lance in a shadow.It seems that this is the reason why the lady left.

"Really? I thought I couldn't walk around," Lance said.He wasn't quite sure if his affairs had become serious, after all, he hadn't forgotten that he had escaped from Linyuan.However, those people probably thought that he was dead, and it didn't seem to be a big deal. They didn't know what happened to Yi.Lance's thoughts were in a mess, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already sitting in the carriage.Of course, Luo Yi was sitting opposite.

"Where are you going?" Lance asked casually, looking at the scene on the street curiously.After all, he has already come out, and he doesn't think he can go back if he regrets now.

"Kelvin Church, I think you need God's blessing."

Laners stared out of the window silently, wondering what he was thinking. The bluestone-paved streets were very beautiful, with an indescribable charm.

The distance was not too far, Laners got out of the car and carefully looked at the magnificent building in front of him.The huge cross stands high on the roof, the long corridors are hung with many paintings from the Bible, the curved windows are made of multicolored glass, and the rows of wooden benches are mottled and dilapidated, full of years. trace.It might seem that the wooden chairs are older than the church, but in fact the opposite is true.

"Lan, I'm going to ask the bishop to pray for blessings. Just look around here and don't run around."

"Well, good." Laners nodded obediently. He is not an active person, so this is exactly what he wants, but the painting on the other side of the corridor seems very interesting, and it is not far away. Maybe you can go and see it look.